what about?

you were not what i needed
was my drunk just defeated so i stay
and of course i don't want you
i just want to hear what you would say
and on my way home, i scream, "i get it!"
and the sky screamed right back,
"so why'd you let it do you this way?"

don't write me lines from your steel box
all propped on wheels worn by exhaust
clothesline, clothesline for hearts to share
with the holds to my heart like the linen i wear
and all the popular girls will stare
at the hundred and odd guns i bare.

so what about me?
me on top of you?
all soft in your ear,
time-tested radio tunes.
and what about me?
me on top of you?
all soft in your ear
time-tested radio tunes.
time tested radio tunes.

hey, hey man- with the reveling machine
studying the place of your memory
on and on and on to space
where they don't duck and roll at the crash of your name
i would grant you a cameo, baby
with the sound of the stage
and the sway of a lady.

so what about me?
me on top of you?
all soft in your ear,
time-tested radio tunes.

you were not what i needed

was my drunk just defeated so i stay

and of course i don't want you

i just want to hear what you would say

and on my way home, i scream, "i get it!"

and the sky screamed right back, 

"so why'd you let it do you this way?"

so what about me?

me on top of you?

all soft in your ear,

time-tested radio tunes.